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TWENTY-THREE
SEBASTIEN
Fucking bastard wasdogging me in front of Rebecca. This goddamn game we played scared the shit out of anyone who thought they could mess with us. Anthony’s knives didn’t worry anyone as much as when he gave the signal, and me, a six-foot-four muscular monster, could be taken down by his guards and fucked in the ass.
Nothing scared the shit out of a straight guy more than getting anally raped.
I never would have agreed to let Anthony fuck me like this in front of Becca. My Becca. Any second, I was going to come all over myself, and then she’d know I enjoyed it. I would lose...
No, I already lost her. I lost her years ago. And aching for her since then hasn’t gotten me anywhere. My brain went hazy as my orgasm built. Anthony got goddamn bigger inside me. Every stroke of his cock compounded the sensations.
“Son of a fuck...” Anthony groaned, hammering even harder. “Oh yeah.” He snapped off the condom and then I felt warm cum drip on my ass.
With every ounce of strength I had, I wrenched my arms free from these damn guards. I kicked Anthony to get the hell off me as the last drops of his cum landed on my back.
“Get these dogs out of here!” Anthony hollered.
I pushed the blindfold up to see them being dragged away, blood running down their calves.
Ripping the cologne-soaked tie from my mouth, I made the mistake of glancing over at Becca leaning her back against Giancarlo. Was he holding her in place? The way his fingers curled around her waist suggested a secure hold, but one of passion, not possession.
My cock throbbed for attention, leaving me no choice but stroke myself to a fever. My climax echoed through every corner of my body. Heat crawled up my cock and my balls pulsed. I roared, coming all over the sheet draped across the couch.
Spent, pissed, and on the edge of murdering someone, I stormed up to Becca, naked, sweaty, my throat pulsing, my cock still dripping cum.
“Move,” I hissed at Gian to get the fuck away from her. I pushed her to a darkened corner where all she’d see was my face and not my body full of scars. “Don’t look at me like that, Becca. This isn’t...”
“Isn’t what?” she whispered. “Are you okay?”
Christ, I couldn’t let her see me as weak. Which, let’s face it, when a guy got it up the ass from another man, that impression was hard to overcome. “Very much so. This is how we keep control in our world. Are you sure you want to run your father’s underground operations?”
A strange sensation came over me. Nothing felt normal. Anthony’s guards watched us have sex all the time. Watched him shove his dick in my mouth and throat fuck me until I turned blue.
Yet Becca seeing this unglued me.
I stared back at her, her eyes heavy-lidded. Her chest heaved and her throat worked. I gripped her chin. “Listen to me. If you know what’s good for you, Becca, you’ll give us that evidence and let us figure out who will take over the shady part of your father’s world. You can still run his company. This...” I moved her chin back to Anthony getting dressed, smiling like the maniacal fuck he was. “This is an ugly business now. I don’t want you involved in any of this shit.”
She snapped away and even pushed Giancarlo, who tried to hold her again.
“You don’t know me anymore. You don’t know what I can handle.” She reached into her purse and took out her phone. “Someone drive me the fuck out of here, or I call Vale to come get me.”
Fuck, I didn’t want Vale to know it was me, the unlucky third man who always got fucked in the ass. Considering what Anthony just did to me, dirty looks from a bodyguard were the least of my problems.
“I’ll have my driver take you back to your office,” Gian said, tucking his hand against her waist. “Bastien’s right. You don’t want any part of what we have to do to survive.”
She pushed off from Gian again, a smile tugging my lips at how strong she was.
The stronger she was though, the harder we had to work to break her.
